Psalms 129

1 A Song of Ascents. Many times they have afflicted me from my youth up. Let Israel now say:

«Yuqirigha chiqish naxshisi» «Yashliqimdin tartip ular köp qétim méni xar qilip keldi» — — Ah, Israil hazir buni désun —

2 many times they have afflicted me from my youth up, yet they have not prevailed against me.

«Ular yashliqimdin tartip köp qétim méni xar qilip keldi, Biraq üstümdin ghelibe qilghan emes.

3 The plowers plowed on my back. They made their furrows long.

Qosh heydigüchiler dümbemde heydigen, Chöneklirini intayin uzun tartqan».

4 Yahweh is righteous. He has cut apart the cords of the wicked.

Perwerdigar heqqaniydur; U rezillerning asaretlirini sunduruwetti;

5 Let them be disappointed and turned backward, all those who hate Zion.

Ular shermende bolup arqisigha yandurulsun, Ziondin nepretlinidighanlarning hemmisi!

6 Let them be as the grass on the housetops, which withers before it grows up,

Ular ögzide ünüp chiqqan chöptek bolsun; Üzülmey turupla soliship kétidighan;

7 with which the reaper doesn’t fill his hand, nor he who binds sheaves, his bosom.

Ot-chöp orighuchigha uningdin bir tutammu chiqmaydu; Bagh baghlighuchigha bir quchaqmu chiqmaydu;

8 Neither do those who go by say, “The blessing of Yahweh be on you. We bless you in Yahweh’s name.”

Ötüp kétiwatqanlarmu: «Perwerdigarning berikiti üstünglarda bolghay; Perwerdigarning nami bilen silerge bext tileymiz!» — dégen salamni héch bermeydu.